Honey in the Rock, may we embody generosity every day, this giving and receiving that nurtures and thickens connections with good feelings and enoughness and more than enoughness. May our generosity ensure the armor of supremacist notions no longer fit our frames, too binding, too tight, as they have been all along, harmful and insufficient. May our generosity burst the bubbles of shame that we hiccup in our recovery from these learned systems justifying oppressions, accepting a world of haves and have-nots, and jockeying to get into the haves and stay there, no matter how little margin we have to claim as our won. Honey in the Rock, may we embody generosity every day, knowing real safety is in diverse communities of mutual respect and mutual aid and mutual care, even while we live and embody life differently from one another. May our generosity create comfort, genuine curiosity and care with each other and this earth, pleasure and wonderment in being here, now, together. May our generosity change how our communities are expressed, nurturing accessible and regular and safe public transit and housing for everyone who wants and needs it and fills cupboards so that no table need be empty and food insecurity evaporates. Honey in the Rock, may we embody generosity every day, one that knows systems of oppression intimately and gladly untwists those systems, breaks them down, creates alternative systems of liberation, and seeks to overturn and undo the oppression and its legacies of harm. Honey in the Rock, may we embody generosity every day, this practice of loving each other, this earth, and ourselves into vibrant, glad enoughness. Amen.
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